“Come on beautiful girl, let’s get you cleaned up,” Jin smiles, watching your dazed eyes happily.
“I don’t think I can move,” you giggle, making the three of them laugh with you.
“Come on,” you’re lifted into Jin’s arms bridal style and in any other circumstance you’d complain, but you weren’t going to tonight.
“I’m so sleepy,” you yawn, closing your eyes as you were moved.
Hobi follows you both into Namjoon’s en-suite, hair band in his hand to tie up your hair, you could wash it tomorrow they’d keep to the essentials for now. Yoongi isn’t far behind with Namjoon’s top and boxers, steadying you when Jin places you on your feet.
“We’ll have to go in tomorrow, but I think the Maknaes should be allowed to take a last minute day off,” Hobi mumbles to Jin and Yoongi as he ties up your hair, you barely register the words. Jin turns the shower on, setting it to the right temperature while Yoongi handled the towels.
“Namjoon’s sorting it,” is all Yoongi says.
“She’s not going in,” Hobi states what he thinks is the obvious. “We’ll get a doctor to call.”
“Deal with it in the morning, let’s just get my kitten to bed,” you couldn’t make out the words but you could hear the fondness in Yoongi’s voice. You opened your eyes long enough to take in his face and that soft smile he had for you, you’d never seen this one before, it was new, and it was making your heart beat faster, ridding your bones of sleep. Was the steam making the bathroom hotter?
You have to look away, it’s not an intense look of love he’s wearing but it’s so pure it does something to your insides.
“Hyung, why are you taking off the rest of your clothes?” Hoseok says, breaking the moment in an unimpressed tone.
“She can barely stand, I’m not sending her in there alone,” Jin replies aghast as the other two shake their heads in disapproval.
Soft hands pull you under warm water, watching the content sleepy grin on your face as soap lathers on your skin, stealing kisses as the other CEOs watch through the glass, happy envy in their smiles.
That’s it, that’s the tweet. If hell exists, or anything like it, I’ll be there and I’ll see all of you here because I’m sure there is a special place just for us When “possible hell” appreciates you more…damn, I love life (note the fucking sarcasm)
Ok so I’m not going to go into a detailed explanation about how much I enjoyed this whole chapter. Maknae line knows their shit. We stan. I hope the aftercare was good because my throat was hurting and I didn’t choke on Tae’s dick. I know it’s big, ok? I JUST KNOW IT. My throat feels it (it might be Covid, but eh). And then Jimin-ssi… Bro, just take my life and go. I don’t need it anymore. AND THEN JK. I’M NOT CUT OUT FOR THIS I’M TOO FRAGILE NOW I CAN’T THAT WAS SO HOT PLS THE BITING NEVER SEEMED SO HOT. FUCK.
Also, I love the hyung line, but stealing the nickname because “her reaction to it” and “they couldn’t help it” is not an excuse. They should sue. I would. SO THAT MEANS THAT I’M FUCKING CACKLING AT THEIR RAGE SJEHDJDNSJSNSJSJSB. This is gold. I love the revenge/suicide. It’s the best way to go. Adios.
Blue, I have missed you! AND YOUR STORIES! I’M SO SORRY I’VE DISAPPEARED PLEASE FORGIVE ME You’re the best! Brilliant Blue!
